Otherwise Known As "Vivienne The Brave"

For the second day running now, the Beautiful Baby Vivienne has managed to find a way to wake up at 6 a.m. for some reason or another.

I have yet to figure out exactly WHY this is happening, all that I know is that it does!

This morning was the same as yesterday, as husband's alarm clock goes off, so does Vivienne's internal alarm, resulting in a very high pitched wail.

For a moment, she even fooled me into thinking that maybe, just maybe, she was going to go back to sleep.

I was sadly mistaken. I stumbled upstairs to the nursery, plucked Vivie and her baby doll up out of bed, and brought her downstairs and crawled back into my bed.

Usually this will calm her down enough to at least go back to sleep. Not today, there wasn't even a chance of it!

She had very sneakily tucked her contraband sippy cup under her arm and was trying desperately to will it to have some milk in it.

Luckily, her Daddy knew just what she needed and came in at just the right moment with a clean and fresh cup of milk for her.

She was very grateful, but she still did not see any reason to quell her deluge of tears.

Husband, in his haste to try and appease his baby girl, had somehow managed to spill his very large, gi-normous cup of coffee all over the kitchen counter and cabinets....and the floor.

I wouldn't find this out until AFTER he had already left for work, of course!

Now, in his defense, I must say that he did attempt to clean up the mess while trying for another pot of coffee.

The coffee grinder noise scared Vivienne, and she burrowed down into my covers to try and hide from the big scary grinding noise coming from the kitchen.

Meanwhile, between Vivie's tears, and the coffee grinder grinding, I managed to miss the whole spilling event somehow.

This meant that once I ventured out of the bedroom to make blueberry waffles and get baby breakfast ready, that I was met with sticky floors, cabinets and counters.

In his haste, and in his defense, husband had grabbed a towel out of the laundry room and managed to soak up the coffee mess.

But, it left the sticky gooey residue behind in its place, along with a trail of coffee leading to the laundry room, where I discovered the wet towel used to mop up the coffee in the middle of the floor.

This meant that Vivienne the brave would have to endure trials of house cleaning while waiting for her waffle to cook.

Did I mention that the Beautiful Baby Vivienne is deathly afraid of all cleaning implements and products?

Even a seemingly innocent broom can frighten her into bursting into tears. Don't even consider using a Swiffer Mop in her presence.

All acts of cleaning can and will make Vivienne cry. There just isn't much else to it, really.

I was in a quandary. I didn't want to leave the sticky mess any longer than it already had been, yet I didn't want to make Vivienne cry anymore than she had been, either.

I very carefully stood her in the far corner of the kitchen and surveyed the task at hand.

She just stood there, staring, clutching her Little Mermaid Sippy cup under one arm, and her very large Baby doll under the other.

I figured that I should at least try to get everything cleaned up (visions of babies stuck fast to the floor,) so I headed for the laundry room in search of my mop.

Vivienne was very brave. She stood there quietly shushing Baby, patting her head as best as she could without dropping her cup, watching me mop.

She didn't cry at all, but she did have her lower lip out. It was very sad and very square.

I managed to get the ick mopped up and the sticky off of the floor, somehow. The wet towel even finally made it into the washing machine.

I was even able to set a container of Clorox Wipes out on the counter in hopes that it would remind me to scrub the counter and cabinets down after I brought the boys downstairs and changed them.

All of the babies had their breakfast and happily watched their cartoons while I scrubbed the rest of the ick away.

And as for Vivienne, the Brave, she is very proud of conquering her fear of the mop! All in all, it's not a bad start for a Friday morning!